Double King Concerto Op. 192

By the time Yu Chun was safely escorted to the auditorium, there were only a few backbones of the literature and art department left inside, arranging the curtains.

Although she had known for a long time that this was a kid who could enter the junior class, looking at Yu Zhen, who was 1.5 meters 1.9 and had small arms and legs, Wen Lulu still had no way to equate him with the heroic boy who bravely rescued the girl who fell into the water, especially Standing next to this child was Moss, who was ready to watch the excitement—Mr. Mo of the School of Architecture, known for his aloofness. The altitude of [-] meters was indeed high enough.

The contrast is too stark to bear to look directly at.

God knows that "girl" weighs more than 200 catties!

——But this also proves Yu Yingxiong's bravery and kindness.

Thinking about it this way, several backbone members became overwhelmed, eager to rush forward to hold hands, expressing their determination secretly: If possible, we don't mind holding a hero around the school for a week!

Yu Yingxiong is very calm. In less than a month, he has adapted to the series of evolutions that hero fans treat him with first disdain, then suspicion, then relief, and finally boiling, with a shy smile on his face.

Now the crowd was stabbed in the heart one after another, whispering in a circle, and the organization unified their opinions: Mama help, this kid can't be cuter!We also want to touch the little face!

"Ahem," cleared his throat a few times to calm down the excited hero fans. At least he is a minister, so this scene has to be held. "Hello, Yu Zhen, I'm Wen Lulu, head of the literature and art department of the school's student union. I've known you for a long time, but it's true that seeing a hundred times is not worth seeing."

Yu Zhen embarrassedly said that her senior had given her too much praise, and then explained the reason why she was late with apology, hoping to be forgiven.The whole process is very polite and has a gentlemanly air.

"Oh, don't worry about this. Moss has sent me a text message before, saying that you are receiving guidance from the professor. Sure enough, the hero is not only brave, but also very positive in his studies."

Yu Yingxiong was so praised that he almost couldn't bear it. He habitually looked around, only to find that the person beside him today was not the 1.7-meter Fa Xiaoer Xiao Qiuzi, but the 1.9-meter-two crowd watching Party Work Eighteen.

——Forget it, changing the subject, the young master is self-reliant.

Young Master Yu once again said that the senior sister was too praised, and then paid tribute to the senior sister who, as a generation of literary and art ministers, coordinated the planning and mobilization of the whole school's resources to hold a party.

"Excuse me, was it Sister Wen Wen who called me before?" Yu Zhen continued to smile shyly, "I think Sister Wen Wen's voice is nice, but the voice on the phone is a bit distorted after all, so I'm not sure."

Oh yeah!The skill points for changing the subject without revealing any traces are coming to the bowl!

Wen Lulu maintained a gentle smile, and roared like the Yellow River in her heart: It is unscientific for a 12-year-old child to know how to do Tai Chi!

A gleam flashed in Moss' eyes, and he continued to watch from the sidelines.

If Qiu Weiran had been present, he would have told Yu Chun afterwards that this set of Tai Chi was beautiful, at least they would not dare to underestimate the existence of Yu Yingxiong—nonsense!Our family, Yu Zhen, is neither a nerd nor a geek. Is learning Tai Chi with an IQ of 192 a piece of cake? !

But Qiu Weiran, who just ordered a set of keyboard and mouse, is currently in the dormitory, eager to buy his hands, and has no time to think about whether he has to go to the library to find someone today or go to the studio to worship his ancestors.

After explaining the precautions that should be said in a businesslike manner, Wen Lulu asked Yu Zhen to go on stage to rehearse.

You can't see it from below, but you can see it clearly on the stage-there is a grand piano on the left side of the stage!

This discovery made Yu Zhen a little absent-minded, and he always glanced at the piano every now and then.

——The piano is a big guy, it's okay not to see it, it will really itch when you see it.

"You can play the piano?"

Yu Zhen's performance was obvious, and Wen Lulu naturally discovered his target.

"Well, I guess." The person in front of him is the head of the Department of Literature and Art, who may be majoring in piano—it's shameful to be an axe in class, and to drive low-key for thousands of years.

With the previous experience as a reference, Wen Lulu naturally wouldn't believe the phrase "I'll figure it out", so she hurriedly went through the process with the child and asked someone to push the piano up.

Moss, who has been watching and has never been surpassed, also came up from the stage, stretched out his hand and tried the voice: "Yes."

"Nonsense," Wen Lulu accidentally revealed her rough nature, "Heh, I mean I just got someone to adjust the sound yesterday."

The key members of the Department of Literature and Art all expressed: The minister is mighty and domineering, but this state is relatively normal, it was too scary before.

Yu Zhen also nodded and agreed: "Well, senior sister is more comfortable this way, and we are not uncomfortable."

Wen Lulu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and while sexing her subordinates one by one, she said that I am not afraid of scaring you, such a small and heartless person.

Moss wiped the piano stool again: "Come on, play whatever you want."

Thank you, take a seat, and get ready.

Then Yu Zhen became embarrassed——

At this moment, Rachmaninoff's "Piano Concerto No. 18 in C Minor Op. [-]"Can't remember anything!

Dad, I am innocent, it must be the fault of Work Eighteen!His voice is poisonous! QQ

Gritting his teeth and getting ready to be crushed by the mountain (ice?), Yu Yingxiong started to play the first movement.

——Jade Emperor Guanyin Bodhisattva Tathagata Buddha Jesus Christ Lucifer Please bless (?) Work [-] Don't understand music!

Jade Emperor Guanyin Bodhisattva Tathagata Buddha Jesus Christ Lucifer showed a pure smile.

Jade Emperor: What do you say is too windy? I will listen—no—see——

Guanyin Bodhisattva: My Buddha is merciful.

Tathagata Buddha: Amitabha, goodness is goodness, everything has a definite number.

Jesus Christ: God loves the world, Hallelujah.

Lucifer: Hehe.

Hearing the first sound, Moss froze.